[Marco Polo] Where is Homecoming?

Because of Khan's commission, Marco has been running around for the past few days, and he didn't find many clues. Instead, he offended many people. He repeatedly recalled every detail of his time in the Western Regions, but he still couldn't figure it out and found nothing.

"Ahmed."

This day he was in love with Zhen Jin, when he suddenly remembered something and said something, Zhen Jin who was kissing wantonly on his shoulder stopped and frowned.

"What are you talking about him for?"

Ma Ke looked dignified and said after a long time:

"...I heard that he is from Semu, his ancestral home is Uzbekistan, bordering on Turkic, this is a geographical origin, if there is a large amount of assets to help him, the cult is willing to do anything for him..."

"Enough is enough, I don't want to hear this!"

Marco immediately shut up.

The little prince gave him a gouged look, and then bent down to continue, but no matter how gentle he was, he never raised his energy again, and his interest was also disturbed, so he couldn't help getting up and getting dressed.

Marco sat up and watched the prince leave, and he paused when he was about to walk out of the room.

"I suspected him when I was in Xiangyang. The weapon used by the assassin that day was the wandering soul silk that is famous in the Western Regions."

When Ahmed was checking the account books, he saw the Latin man walking in, showing a harmless smile.

"Master Polo, please sit down."

"I have heard about what happened between you and His Highness the Crown Prince in the Western Regions. It is God's blessing that you can return safely."

"Yes, that's what I'm coming for too."

Marco sat in the corner.

"Khan ordered me to investigate this matter in Dadu, so I am bothering you. Next, I will ask you a few questions. This is what everyone in Dadu wants to answer. You don't need to panic."

"Of course not, Lord Polo."

The Latin took out the pen and paper he carried with him.

"Do you still remember your childhood?"

Ahmed put down his hand and thought for a while.

"...I was born on the right bank of the Finakate Syr River. My father was the head of the Tashkan tribe. When he was young, he married his cousin and gave birth to me. I am the youngest of five Brother, there is a sister who is one year younger than me."

"Then when did the Great Khan invade your tribe?"

"When I was nine years old, my people were captured and their land was plundered. In order to save food, the Khan ordered all adult men to be executed, and the women were brought back to Dadu. Children under the age of ten, regardless of gender, were spared from death. The reason is that I was adopted by the Khan and his wife, received education in Dadu, learned the etiquette of advancing and retreating and some skills, the Khan’s family trusted me very much, and appointed me to the official position afterwards.”

"The Great Khan has given me the kindness of nurturing, education, and knowledge. Ahmed has nothing to repay in this life. He only wishes to work for the Great Khan."

"........."

Marco listened quietly, bowing his head to record from time to time.

After the narration was finished, the Latin man paused and asked again:

"How much do you know about Mingjiao?"

Ahmed shrugged.

"Dingdianer, their main altar is located on the top of the Guangming Peak of Kunlun Mountain. I heard that their teaching king is called the old man in the mountain. He has three saints and five bright sons under his knees. There is also a Shura field to train killers and assassinate those who do not want to surrender. The city-state monarch has always been as famous as Assassin."

"That's my answer, is there anything else you want to ask?"

"No, no, thank you very much."

Marco stood up, Ahmed nodded and watched the Latin leave.

"That's what you told him?"

The Minister of Finance turned his head and looked at the woman who appeared behind him at some unknown time.

"It's all well-known things, and hiding them makes people suspicious."

However, looking at the back of the foreigner, an imperceptible light suddenly flashed in the woman's eyes.

There are many festivals in Mongolia. The Baiqun Festival is shortly after the White Moon Festival. During the day, women use the milk of 99 white horses to sacrifice to the sky. Time barely stopped.

At night, all members of the royal family gathered around the bonfire to drink, watch wrestling, talk and laugh during the banquet, and it was a festive atmosphere.

In the circular field, a young strong man was dealing with an older man. He was able to move vigorously, flying around, and with a series of movements, he knocked down the older man in an instant. On the ground, it won the applause from all over the world.

This young warrior has already defeated several opponents in a row, and won the favor of all the men, women and children present. Even the Khan and his wife on the high platform looked towards this side.

"Ajig has won five games in a row! If he wins another game, this year's title of White Horse King will be his!"

Seeing that the warrior from his tent won the victory again, Hai couldn't help laughing and cheering, and the men from Wokuotai who followed him also echoed and cheered.

True Gold glanced at them from a distance.

Sure enough, not long after, Haidu brought out his pure Mongolian remarks again, and there was no lack of insinuations and scoldings. Sangjia didn't know how to dissuade him, and soon saw him leave the table angrily, and was about to follow, but caught a stern look from Queen Chabi not far away, and couldn't help but stay where he was uneasily.

This Haidu will be the first one to get rid of him after succeeding to the throne!

Gritting his teeth and thinking, Zhen Jin wandered and rampaged in Khan's Palace. The bitter night wind could not make him more awake, and he broke into a gorgeous palace unknowingly.

He raised his head, looked at the plaque hanging above, and vaguely remembered that this was the residence of his fourth wife, and he hadn't been here once since he got married.

Kuo Kuo was really combing his hair, when he saw someone coming from the mirror, he couldn't help turning around in surprise.

"Today's celebration, why don't you go as the princess?"

Looking at the woman in front of him, the prince said with a gloomy face, but he heard that the woman did lower her eyelids slightly.

"Kuo Kuo is really in poor health. Her Majesty the Queen has given permission to stay in the house without showing her face."

She looked up at him timidly. The little prince in front of her was surly, and their husband and wife relationship had always been in name only.

For some reason, when he looked at her, a nameless karmic fire suddenly rose in his chest, alcohol boiled in his body, and he stepped forward a few steps forward, disregarding the woman's begging and crying, and forcibly pushed her down.

He covered her mouth and pinned her to the ground, venting himself wildly, rudely and violently.

The woman struggled all the time, resisting desperately, suddenly let out a sharp and short scream, and stopped moving, Zhen Jinxin hurriedly let go of her, but saw blood flowing out of her penis endlessly, soaking her face Large carpet.Although he has been through the battlefield for a long time, he was shocked to see his woman bleeding at such a close distance, and when he probed under the woman's nose, there was no life left.

"Someone! Somebody!"

When Marco came to the prince's bedroom, he saw him sitting alone in the dark with a gloomy face.

Ma Ke didn't know why he was looking for him, so he just stood aside for a long time, and suddenly heard the little prince say:

"Someone betrayed me."

"Who?"

The Latin man was startled, and Zhen Jin raised his eyelashes and glanced at him.

"Kuo Kuo really had a miscarriage."

Paused, gritted his teeth and said:

"...I haven't consummated the house with her since I got married. It's because someone has defiled her."

Ma Ke only felt that the blood all over his body was congealed, and he asked after a long time:

"Then... does Her Majesty the Queen know about this matter?"

"The queen mother only knew that she had a miscarriage, but she didn't know that it was not my seed."

Zhen Jin said, standing up suddenly and drawing his sword, it was a sword that split the case in front of him in half!

He frowned, his face was ferocious, and there was a terrifying power in every word he said.

"If you let me know who that person is, I will cut him into thousands of pieces!"

Marco's face was pale, and he swallowed secretly.

The prince looked up at him and said after a long while:

"It's all here, you can accompany me tonight."

tbc

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